Section 3: Blood Feud (II

What's more, they didn't realize that this was a battle for survival, they thought their tribe could turn defeat into victory, they thought it was just an ordinary evacuation.

As a result, the Marquis ignored the fact that there were not many Wahu and began to flee. After a while, even the people in Dongying began to flee, which in turn affected Beiying...... Only Xiying still persisted, completely unmoved by the external war situation.

“...... Sir, according to the captive's confession, the western camp is where the people of the Dawn Council live, and the flags on their doors are different. The monkey hurried to the command and told Townsend the news: "What should we do?"

"In that case, let's keep it. Townsend said lightly: "When Chief March returns, burn it for him." ”

"Yes" As soon as the monkey left, the captain ran in with a bloodstain, and he was not injured at all: "Sir, our people basically did not resist when they entered the main camp, and we also arrested three elders"

"Treat the wounded, count the supplies, reorganize the slaves of the Wahu tribe according to the plan, and mix them with other slaves. After the armistice, it was forbidden for anyone to kill the March prisoners indiscriminately. Townsend said, "Order Vahu to take the slaves to put out the fire, and they are all burned out, shall we drink the northwest wind?"

This extremely important but not very difficult sneak attack battle finally ended in the complete victory of Thorn Rose. Those who remained in the March camp spent a lot of time and energy cleaning up the mess after the war, mainly identifying and convincing the Wahu, and the other slaves did not have much effort, as well as counting supplies and other trivial tasks.

Fortunately, the caravan arrived later, which allowed Townsend to focus on the rest of the battle. But on the other side, Chief March, who was out hunting, experienced a very unusual day and night.

The wolf smoke from the lair had been seen by the hunting force at noon, but the information was obscure and complicated - this annoyed the chief, who had made a big deal about the hunt with the intention of showing off his might in front of other forces, but now that something had happened at home, he did not know the exact situation, which undoubtedly made him lose face.

Seeing that the March people were in trouble, those tribes who were dissatisfied with the March tribe would naturally secretly rejoice.

The next morning, a group of horses rushed to the hunting camp to report the news, but the information they reported was a fire, a rebellion of the Vahu slaves, and a sneak attack by the enemy, which finally aroused the chief's wrath - several unfortunate people who had rushed to report the news were beheaded.

After the truth was revealed that the Vahu slaves had rebelled against the outside world, first poisoned the troops left behind in the camp, and then invited inland mercenaries to launch a surprise attack, Chief March was furious. Because he swore to others that the Wahu tribe had perished, and like manure piled up in the fields, it could only decay and dissipate with the seasons, and that it would be impossible to restore life......

But the reality is so cruel that Vahu Yusin actually slapped him in the face in such a way

According to all the information, the remnants of Vahu were led by the thirteenth son of their old chieftain, and he probably had less than a hundred men under his command, at most twenty knights, and sixty inland mercenaries...... If it weren't for the poisoning in advance and the use of sneak fire attacks, they wouldn't have been able to defeat even a small camp

They dared to challenge the Maqi tribe even because of this, and they even seized the main camp?

"I'm going to soak all of these maggots in a dung pit forever," Chief March's mouth spewed out a string of foul curses, and he didn't know who he was scolding: "I'm going to dig out their bellies, I'm going to dig out their intestines, I'm going to expose them to the sun, I'm going to open their scalps, and I'm going to make a night pot out of their skulls."

No matter what he thought in his heart, Chief March still sent someone to contact the other tribes + Passion Fall as soon as possible, asking everyone to join him in the crusade against these remnants of Wahu - because after encircling and suppressing the Wahu tribe, the benefits were shared equally by everyone, although the Maqi people got the most valuable population, but the other forces took some land and supplies.

Now that something has happened, there is no reason for the March people to bear it alone, of course, they have to work together.

"Chief, the man who went to negotiate with other tribes has returned. After a while, the caring elder walked lightly into the tent, hung his head and said to the manic chief, "They have said that they have something at home, and they have asked to go home early, and that the troops have only brought a few days' rations, and they cannot cope with this abnormal situation......"

"This group of old kings will come out of the hole when they see a bargain, and shrink their heads when they see something" Chief March almost gritted his teeth, and his curse became cold: "I will not let them go, I swear to my ancestors, when I have my hands free, I will definitely cut off the eggs of these old kings, and I will not leave one of them."

"Chief, we have to go back and retake the camp first, we probably can't take care of anything else. The elder rule persuaded: "For the battle against the remnants of Wahu, does the chief have to make arrangements first?"

"There is no need for our troops to be here, there are Exotic Divisions and Fire Divisions, there is no need to worry about anything at all" Speaking of fighting, Chief March regained some confidence and composure: "What they touched back was a hundred or so people, counting more than two hundred people in the sky, those slaves were starved to the bones, and they were not needed at all in the short term, and the troops in our hands were enough to destroy them ten times"

"The troops are almost ready. The elder nodded, "Who does the chief assign to lead the army?"

"No one needs to be assigned, I will lead the troops myself," Chief March waved his hand: "Open the way with cavalry, press the heavy troops at full speed, and you can crush them with a single shot - don't let that Wahu cub run away again, I will serve him with my own hands this time, and I will make him regret that he was born in the Wahu tribe."

After all, he is the leader who is in charge of the power of life and death of the big tribe, so Chief March still has goods in his stomach. Compared to the truly cunning ones, Chief March's inner furrow may be as shallow as the crow's feet of a rich woman, but that doesn't stop him from planning the big thing before him—it would be nice that with the knowledge of an indigenous chieftain, he could arrange for the return of his troops.

In fact, Chief March himself is a relatively gloomy and restrained person, although the anger in his chest has been accumulating with the collection of information, he has not lost his temper in front of his men. Ever since he led his troops on the road, he closed his mouth and did not let out another curse, and even drank and joked with his generals, and talked to the Flame Master respectfully and elegantly.

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